Where are the locust?

I've got nothing better to post...thought that I'd stay on this writing kick. These are the latest lyrics to Crickets and Frogs. Now...just if I could find those re-written June 23rd lyrics.

Let’s take a cool walk outside and take a look up
Up at the night sky, we can steal this existence
And we could wonder how to live this life hurtless
That out there is offered mindful cognizant bliss
End to the lack of awareness is overdue
The stars are heaven’s scorching daylight peering thru
We could walk away and leave the feeling betrayed
Open your lungs, breathe so deep and taste the sweet air

Wake me again, I need to be awakened,
Sing to me so I hear the sounds of summer,
We can finish the struggle and we can fight,
There is a reason fate put us here tonight

The crickets, locust, and frogs go by in time,
They only peak out to see what they can find
then they are off to find their own kind.

Long Time No Right

Flicking my wrist into the signs,
we wish for the unjust crimes,
to be swept away just like the times,
that we sat in the dark as mimes,
saying nothing and receiving something,
i look for the sound of breathing,
the sound of a mental state of seething,
leaking out of your mouth because it always does.

as it always eventually drops from mine.

Tunnel Vision

Now that I have posted in my HH.com website, I feel much better. I was feeling down again. Up and down, up and down...good-sucky day. Ya know, I'm still feeling like I have much to learn about getting over ex's.

Always on the edge of learning something new. I'm starting to feel something important coming around the bend. A new realization. You know how they come...for an instance I see things clearly. I take a second look and it is gone. Over the next few days or weeks, life offers up some clues to that clearness in my vision. The life inside me starts glowing. And then, the wave curls over me and I am riding it...and I wonder, "Where have I been?"

University of Harris

Yesterday, I went to UH. I wanted to see where I stood as far as getting back into the school. Everything was good to go, except for a few minor details. Kind of a catch-22 situation.

1. I'm on probation at UH for not-so-good grades during my one weak semester there.
2. I finished my Associates at North Harris, meaning I don't have to take core classes at UH.
3. I cannot take classes in my major until I declare a major.
4. I cannot declare a major until I'm off probation.

If I remember what the advisor told me, I need to basically beg the professors to let me take their classes until I get my GPA up and out of probation. No problem...but I do have a problem with begging. Oh well, get over it.

Then I woke up this morning, wondering if I had an Associates of Arts...what I need to be finished with to be able to pass up the core classes at UH. Nope, no AA...just an AAS...I felt like an ASS this morning. So, I ran up to North Harvard to see what I can do. The lady there said, UH should still take my Associates because I am only missing one literature class. She then said that I should go ahead and take that class so I can add an Associates of Arts to my resume. Wow! What a turn around! As long as UH takes my AAS, I'll be setup well. I can add a AA to my resume as and add a BA in a couple of years. Good day!

Decaf my Decay

A reply from one of my friend's blogs...and I said I would try to veer away from subjects like this, oh what the hell...

Ok, so equal rights for homosexuals?

Sure, why not? I really don't care what other people do in their bedrooms...which is the only place where homosexuality should be known (same for heteros).

So, I would say I'm not for homosexual rights...I am, however, in favor of 2 people wanting to partner up to enjoy the benefits of being 2 people teaming up. You know, this way 2 friends that could care less about sex could pair as well...of course, I don't know who those people are, but I'm sure there are a few of them.

I have a few thoughts to allowing people to have these freedoms. Why do people not want to allow for this to happen? The biggest reason I have heard time and time again is because it helps with the decay of human morals. Being homosexual doesn't directly cause these decays...it is all the crap around it that does. For example, if everybody kept their sexual orientation in the bedroom, no one would really know what is going on, particularly the little kid that plays outside of their house. I mean, I have lived with a couple of different buddies at various times, but I'm as straight as an arrow. Did the kids outside of our apartments think that I was gay? Probably not, because they didn't see anything. It is a natural thing for 2 friends (male) to live together. For a person to know that 2 guys are gay, they would need to see some action...from holding hands to having sex. Seeing two guys have sex could possibly mess up some kid's head. It is the same thing for heterosexuals. Sure, it is obvious that it is not right for a little kid to see 2 opposite sex people having sex...just the same as two same sex people having sex (interestingly enough, I think that seeing either situation would not have had a different effect on me when I was young. I think I would been equally freaked out by both and I think I would still end up loving women). The question here is about PDA...you know, public displays of affection. Man, when I was in junior high school, all I wanted to do was find a girlfriend so I could hold her hand. I got that from watching everyone else. We see tons of implied sexuality as kids. In that, there is the problem. Moral decay comes from this...it is peer pressure...to be cool, you must have a girlfriend or boyfriend (if you are a girl). Kids get hooked on this "need" and it lasts...the more you get, the more you want. They cannot live without it...and then start making horrible sacrifices so that it will never leave them. Like, getting married too young...getting pregnant while they are too young. Feeling the pressure of getting old and not having a girlfriend...instead of concentrating on things that are real to people. For me, school should be near the top of my priorities, not finding a girlfriend.

So, what am I in favor of? I think 2 people should be allowed to form a legal partnership. They should never be able to break out of it...if they are tempting a break (like cheating) or create a break there should be consequences. If you cheat on your partner, the cheating party should lose some of the benefits that go along with a partnership. If a person is getting a divorce, we should look at their track record of trying to form new partnerships. People with multiple partnerships should be getting diminishing returns on their benefits. I think this would fix another problem of decaying morality, the lack of loyalty...and the lack of people's confidence to wait for the "right" person. I think this is the most harmful to kids, seeing parents breaking up. Too many of us have seen it.

If these things were in place, maybe we would get off the question of homosexuality and get on the real question...How do we succeed in self preservation and perseverance? The lack of these things create the decay in morality.

Wallflowers 101

I love Bjork. I remember the good old days when I would wish to have a dream about meeting her (sadly I never did). I remember the good old days when I bought every friggin’ import I could get my hands on. I remember the good old days when my room was covered in Bjork subway posters. I remember the good old days when I would spend hours talking on the phone or in person to my friends about how cool Bjork is.

Those were good days!

Something changed when I got to know too much about her. I guess when you admire someone so much you never want to see anything that could dare pull them off of their pedestal. When I started noticing things about her that threatened my "healthy" obsession with her, I had to back off. Today, that "healthy" obsession has turned into a special place in my heart...something that has been threatening for years to fly to New York just to see one of her shows.

Anyways, this post is about my co-worker, not Bjork. When I started working with her, I knew only 3 Wallflower songs. 6th Avenue Heartache, Heroes, and….drum roll…One Headlight. I love One Headlight…it is still his best song in my humble opinion (I apologize to all the self-righteous Wallflower fans out there). When my friend realized all of this, I think she made it her mission to create a crazy-psycho-obsessive Wallflower fan clone of herself (sorry, I love teasing her about this particular point).

All the Wallflower fans in the world would be proud of her. I usually work about 6 hours with her on Saturday’s. I am not allowed to listen to my iPod. I am not allowed to put “One Headlight” or “Heroes” on repeat. My feeble attempts to show her some of my favorite music has failed terrible (anyone else like Explosions in the Sky?). She has a dictator like regime over the crappy CD player we have at work.

This is a normal “Wallflowers 101” Saturday work day:

11:27 am - I stroll in with some sandals and a LA Dodgers cap on. While I’m unlocking the door, I hear rock n’ roll from the other side with a lightly sprinkled organ in the background.

11:28 am - As I open the door my head is knocked off by a…drum roll…Wallflowers song. I walk in and say hi and think about asking her, “What are we going to listen to today?” I decide to forget the question, because I already know.

1:30 pm - I decide I have got to get away for a bit, I have just endured listening to “Breach” on replay at least a couple of times (hey I'm still new to all of this, you try moving to Iceland and try to speak Icelandic the first time you go).

1:35 pm - I jump in my truck and quickly throw on some music…anything other than the Wallflowers (no offense, I just have to put something else on so I can be ready for the rest of the work day).

2:20 pm - I come back quietly and put my ear up to the door listening for the Wallflowers…and...nothing.

2:21 pm - I decide it is safe to enter and when I do, I see my friend changing out the CD’s. What do you think she is putting in? You got it. The Wallflowers.

3:59 pm - Listening to the Wallflowers.

4:05 pm - My co-worker stops looking at me because she is pissed that I keep singing the Wallflowers songs like Bob would.

4:10 pm - I apologize and say I’ll try to stop singing his songs that way.

4:13 pm - I apologize again after singing them like Bob again.

5:00 pm - after one of the Wallflower CD’s stop, I distract her with some meaningful conversation about life…and then about 5 minutes later, ask her if I can put in a CD. She reluctantly agrees (just kidding, she’s actually really cool about it), but decides we should talk about how cool the Wallflowers are during my CD (just kidding again…or am I?).

5:50 pm - My CD ends and back into the CD player the Wallflowers go…we listen until we are finished with our work.

3:37 pm (2 days later) - My work buddy calls and tells me I have to write a post on the Wallflowers forum.

11:10 pm - I am writing about my new found appreciation for the Wallflowers and my crazy-psycho-obsessive work friend.

Till next time...